A white thick fog arose as I looked out the window br My dark-rimmed eyes cursing the lack of rainbows br Wishing…wishing for one last sweet rendezvous of what used to be br Videos of African rhythms that gripped my spirit br Bracketed hips that swayed br Back and forth br Hypnotic eyes lusting for the flesh br His dark flesh br Such a diplomatic pattern that showered me br Held me br Wrapped my legs around his body br Glittering dark trinkets of my mind br Reminding me of what was once fed br Is now a world of famishment br Slowly dead br And I grumbled and ranted br Vile language of my mind br No proof of love in this establishment br No evidence of his floodwater br For he sucked me dry leaving me to die br With bed sheets thirsty for a beam of spotlight br Can I at least stand upright and see a sunrise? br Obscene were his lies covered in the papillae of his tongue br Saliva of a fabricator with foolish speeches br Believing he could save me from past obesity of heartbreak br And I swallowed hard his bit of food still left in my tongue br Began to feel cold as I looked up at the skies br Bowing at me sympathetically br Listing malicious homicide of bleeding clouds br The denouncer of love br Apparent, illuminating my nights br Love had lingered out the door br Leaving me with dust and smoke to inhale br Asthmatic road twitching my nose br No doves circling in the air br A tribe of crows shrilled br Piercing my winter’s merry go round br With the wounds he left behind br (c) 12006FaceButterbr br Face Butterbr br